A room at the Arms, late Tuesday night
To anyone else, the text Isabel had received was innocuous enough, to call her cousin in New Mexico when she had a chance. But Isabel knew better and the hours dragged by until she finally had a chance to return the call.
She stretched out on the bed and closed her eyes, all the while softly singing.
"I dreamed a dream in time gone by. When hope was high and life worth living..."
Isabel's eyes snapped open as she angrily rearranged her pillow. "Really? You think this is funny?" she grumbled at whatever being had such a warped sense of humor to cause the singing.
Obviously it took her a little longer then usual to fall asleep, but when she did, she dreamed.
[Expecting one or two, but open if someone needs her. Okay to say she was there but everything else is NFB.]
She stretched out on the bed and closed her eyes, all the while softly singing.
"I dreamed a dream in time gone by. When hope was high and life worth living..."
Isabel's eyes snapped open as she angrily rearranged her pillow. "Really? You think this is funny?" she grumbled at whatever being had such a warped sense of humor to cause the singing.
Obviously it took her a little longer then usual to fall asleep, but when she did, she dreamed.
[Expecting one or two, but open if someone needs her. Okay to say she was there but everything else is NFB.]